Monday, March 14, 2005

The Downward Spiral: Layman's Week of Freedom, Day Three

I gotta make this quick, as they tell me I only get either one phone call or one blog.

Things sorta took a turn for the worse yesterday. I woke up in the bathtub, caked in dried vomit, wearing no pants. There were a couple of passed-out truckers on the floor next to me, and the living room window was broken, from when we tossed the fish tank. So far, so good, right?

Except what I forgotten, as I snorted up the last of "Soggy" Pete's party supplies, were the repeated noise complaints from my fucknut neighbors. I suppose going outside, smashing their window and lighting their car on fire was a bad idea.

Anyway, anybody know a good bail bondsman?

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